Every day this week included a photoshoot. I’ll admit, it’s a bit intoxicating– finding the right angle, turning toward the light, capturing that perfect moment. It’s a privilege to be part of people’s lives, to share in their celebrations.
Usually, I limit myself to one (or at most two) sessions per week simply because A. I am incredibly slow at editing, and B. my family needs me home. But the light is so golden this time of year, the orchards so lush that I’ve been testing my family’s patience.
Forget what you read in the papers about spoiled kids, bickering couples and the complete degeneration of society, this week I turned my lens toward:
four hugging, kissing little girls who whisper “please” and “thank you,” who adore each other and their parents
a couple so sweet, so silly, so right for each other that none of us could stop grinning,
gorgeous (and humble!) Madeline who is busy filling out college applications and dancing her way through senior year,
adorable Cara in her baptism dress (isn’t she breathtaking?),
Brenda and her extraordinarily beautiful children,
and possibly my favorite moment of the entire week, 12 year old Porter asking– “Can I have a picture of just me and my mom? ‘Cause I love my mom.”
People are good; life is beautiful.